My CEO Boss Is A Masked Internet Sensation-Chapter 179: Has He Been Watching Me?

(Arata)

My heart pounded and a splitting headache thrummed my head. With that incessant ringing of the phone, I couldn’t focus.

Finally, I grabbed it.

<An unknown caller>

I knew who this was going to be. The terror locked my limbs, the dread making my hands shake as I picked up the call and placed the phone on my ear.

The gruff voice, which made my knees tremble as fear seeped into my marrow, reached my ears.

"Did you like my little surprise? It’s so fun to play with you, Arata."

My hand tightened around the phone; whoever this bastard was, he was the one who was responsible for everything that had happened with Andy.

"What the hell do you want? You bastard," I yelled out in frustration. The man had ruined my life. Destroyed my relationship with Andy, if I was to believe his side of the story, I couldn’t even trust Karsten.

"You are so naïve, Arata. I just want to destroy you while keeping you close. Remember, I am always watching you. Leaving you with another small surprise for the night, I hope you don’t sleep a wink." He hollowly laughed as the call disconnected.

Fear and anxiety mingled to create a shitstorm inside me as my cell phone pinged several times and video after video dropped.

With a trembling finger, I clicked on the first one and left bewildered.

It was me working in my office at Arsten Empire.

But who was filming me?

The video seemed to have been made from some hidden camera, it needed to have been properly installed for me to never have detected it.

No one told me there was a fucking camera in my office.

Did Karsten know?

Nothing happened on the top floor without his permission. A very restricted amount of people even had access to it.

Miranda even followed the janitors and got the offices cleaned under her guidance.

Could it be him? Secretly watching me?

Who else could install a fucking camera in my office.

I frantically clicked on the video after video and all of them were mine while working in the office. Sometimes sitting, texting my mom and even Azul.

Is that how Karsten knew?

What a blatant breach of my privacy.

More tears slid out of my eyes and I found myself clicking on his number.

Karsten had left me tons of messages and calls, and I would have let him rot, but this needed to be answered.

Clicking on the call button, I dialled the asshole. My blood was rushing in my veins and I couldn’t hear any other sound.

Instantly, he picked up.

"Ar..." I didn’t let him finish.

"Do you have cameras installed in my office?" I screamed at him while holding the phone too tightly.

Just say, no.

Please, just say, no.

My heart screamed, not wanting this to be true.

The silence on his side stretched so long and I knew the truth before he mumbled.

"Let me come over. We can sit and talk."

The pain in my head was intensifying with every passing second.

"Answer the fucking question. I don’t have time for your games."

"...Yes, but...."

"You are a fucking piece of shit. Did you have cameras in the bathroom and the special room you lent me so you could watch me? Does your perverted brain extend to that point?"

I couldn’t believe I had fallen in love with him when all he had been doing was spying on me like that. Reading my private conversations with Azul.

And now someone was sending me all his dirty secrets. Could it be him doing it just to get the kick out of it?

Or someone who knew all his dark secrets. Did he have a dual personality?

"Noo, I would never watch you inappropriately. Listen to me..." There was an innate amount of desperation in his voice, not because he cared but because I could destroy his reputation with these.

Or maybe he knew I would never do that.

"We are done. Don’t call me."

My head spun so badly as I ended his call and threw away my phone. I had to think but the tears and the blinding ache made it difficult for me to even breathe.

Could Karsten be my stalker? He knew I was going to meet Azul.

Could it be that Azul was someone who worked at the office? And was assisting Karsten? Or maybe the stalker?

So many possibilities crossed my mind but somehow my heart didn’t agree.

Why would Karsten implicate himself? It was almost like someone was trying to frame him. Because Karsten was smarter than this.

The incessant ringing of my doorbell almost stopped my heart. There could only be one person at the door, the one person I didn’t want to see.

I should have informed Swera on the desk to not let him up. He had permission from me previously and now he was going to haggle me.

Tiredly getting up, I peeped through the hole and found him standing there with no expression on his face.

My mind screamed to not let him in but that stupid heart wanted to hear him out.

Throwing the door open, I faced him and he walked right past me, as if afraid I would shut the door in his face.

Banging the door closed, I turned towards him, seething and raging but the blank look on his face and glazed-over eyes like the whole winter had settled in them made a small shudder run through me.

Gone was the man I had fallen in love with, this was a cold statue with no emotions. I didn’t recognise this man.

Before I could speak he began in an emotionless voice. Like a robot on repeat. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"It will be in your best interest to listen to me without cursing or running away because I don’t like to repeat myself nor do I like to be accused of things I have not done."

I snorted as if I was going to be intimidated by him.

"Right and what about the things you have done? Or let me guess you have an excuse for them too."

He glared so coldly at me that some of the colour must have faded from my face. There was no remorse on his face as he snapped.

"Just shut up for once and listen."